Yuria – POV
"What do you mean, mate bond?" I asked, freeing my hand from his grip, but he held my wrist firmly. Drake's purple irises bore into me intensely.
"Yuri, I need you to check if we have a mate bond," Drake said.
"I don't sense any mate bond with you, Drake," I added.
"Mate bond doesn't work like that, wolf. Do we need to use mate bond magic to see whether we are mates?" Drake said calmly. I felt awkward; was he playing tricks on me? His gaze held seriousness, no hint of a joke. I wanted to argue and return home, but it seemed like Drake was my King now. After all, I am no longer a wolf. I reluctantly followed Drake's orders, nodding as he held my hand, leading me to the ancient Manor.
Once inside, I struggled to free my hand. Drake finally let go, and I glared at him. I desp
